At least this didnʻt crawl out of the book. It crawled out from under my washer one day. Well, not this exact one. The one that was under my washer was promptly hacked up into 12 one - inch pieces with the aid of a rusty steak knife and a broom (to hold it down) and cheering and shrieking of 3 kids under the age of 7.

I wonʻt post the huge cane spider again. Iʻm not sure Iʻve been forgiven for last time.

At least this didnʻt crawl out of the book. It crawled out from under my washer one day. Well, not this exact one. The one that was under my washer was promptly hacked up into 12 one - inch pieces with the aid of a rusty steak knife and a broom (to hold it down) and cheering and shrieking of 3 kids under the age of 7.
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So, instead of one creepy crawly, you ended up with 12 segments all over the floor .....

So, instead of one creepy crawly, you ended up with 12 segments all over the floor .....

yes, 12 segments that no longer crawled creepily! That is what you should take from this story. Rusty steak knife = no more creepy crawling!

And I had swept him outside. When he first appeared, I seriously thought he was a snake, the way he undulated all over the floor (or she, I didnʻt stop to check, and I wouldnʻt know how to check if I had thought of it). My first thought was "how did a snake get to Hawaiʻi?" My second thought was sort of like "Holy PUCK!" but a little different on that second word.